Never Broke Again

Damn Fee
Aye, nigga I remember one time I had one of my lil niggas with me in the studio in LA And, he wanted to hit the bitch in the studio room I told 'em, huh, here go the car keys Go fuck that bitch in the backseat of the G-Wagon Hah, you know? You know we on that AMG shit Shorty said she want to fuck me, that's a damn fee I told baby, this the choppa house not a bandy Helicoptors out, the coppers want to bam me I don't fuck wit' other trappers when I'm in the damn street She don't fuck with other rappers, say she only jam me All grams, no grams, I don't do the scamming I know I might go to hell 'cause this cat a damn dеmon And if you lookin' for me, girl, I'm where thеm rubberbands be We got Gallery Department, we got Palm Angels I got thots that different colors like a power ranger I hit the block then take it over, I need all the paper I'm on the block wit' my lil soldier, clutchin' Glocks wit' lasers I told that bitch to eat my cock 'cause I don't need a favor I love that guap, could never put a bitch before the paper My homie locked down in the box, he sleepin' wit' a razor I'm eatin' lambchop in a Lamb' truck, I done elevated My teacher thought I was gon' fail, I was a sixth grader Now I got all this fuckin' money, fuck a education Letras de cancionesAnd, just in case the feds come, my lawyer got an 80 I know I treat her dead wrong, but I'm a project baby I need somebody to save me Shorty said she want to fuck me, that's a damn fee I told baby, this the choppa house not a bandy Helicoptors out, the coppers want to bam me I don't fuck wit' other trappers when I'm in the damn street She don't fuck with other rappers, say she only jam me All grams, no grams, I don't do the scamming I know I might go to hell 'cause this cat a damn demon And if you lookin' for me, girl, I'm where them rubberbands be We got lean, we got powder, we got xans, we got percs We got beams, we got power, we got bands up the burst Pull up your pants, I [?], I nutted on her skirt About my brother, about my round, I put your mans on a shirt Fresh as hell, look at shorty lookin' Dapper Dan on the curb These niggas quick to cuff a girl, I just spank on the first date It only cost a couple grand to get a ass, go through surgery I heard you got up on the stand on a murder case Lil shorty real, she get a tan every Thursday Lil shorty [?], Jackie Chan, Burberry My homie made so many bands sellin' 30's Them shooters in a mini-van, clutchin' 30's Shorty said she want to fuck me, that's a damn fee I told baby, this the choppa house not a bandy Helicoptors out, the coppers want to bam me I don't fuck wit' other trappers when I'm in the damn street She don't fuck with other rappers, say she only jam me All grams, no grams, I don't do the scamming I know I might go to hell 'cause this cat a damn demon And if you lookin' for me, girl, I'm where them rubberbands be From Letras Mania